That's what this guy at my office said. I thought it was a novel idea and I vowed to follow that mantra, but like most new traditions I try to keep, it didn't carry into the next week. I don't go out on Sundays for the fact that I have to go to work in the morning. I swear the weekend is really only Saturday.

This Sunday I feel really empty and sad. I worked through the night cleaning my place up and fretting about life. Today, I woke up and that feeling of ennui and emptiness came back after I got back from the gym. I'm glad I went to the gym tho and my usual 30 minute became 45 minutes and that made me feel good. I just don't know what's going on with me or my life at this moment, I'm just living through each day, I have goals, but for right now my goals seem to be make it through the day. I'm quite satisfied with the cleanliness of my place, so that was one goal I met today.

Right now, I'm going to try to soak off the sullies with a nice bath. Warm/Hot water with milk and green tea, mmmmm..... that'll be nice. I'll give myself a facial and I'll do my hair while I watch tv and then go to bed. Monday has indeed ruined my Sunday.

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